#1,704 Gone.

We started building the new backyard garage on May 17. Today, after sweating about 10 gallons in the heat of the day, Ben and Byron tore down the very last of the rotten, feeble old shop that was its predecessor. I thought it would never be finished. Truly, I began to think of ways we could just leave it and make creative use of it (squirrel habitat?).

Yes, we made a burn pile of some leaves and tiny wood scraps. No, that’s not legal in the city limits. Yes, we watched it closely. But if anyone asks, it was a firepit. Or a barbecue.